With Friday's delivery date looming, work begins in the kitchen the night before the tamale masa will be picked up, and if all goes right, we'll begin rolling some 3000 tamales on Wednesday. (But it doesn't go right. And that's for tomorrow's post.)
As of this point, all is on schedule. It's quiet in the kitchen, and we dig in to make meat fillings. Sauces and vegetable fillings will be made the next day, as we roll tamales. Or so we think.
We seasoned and slow-roasted 9 gigantic hunks of pork, then, early the next morning, trimmed them of fat, sliced, and seasoned some more...
That man on the left? Worked a ten hour day, then met me in the kitchen for 6 more, smiling all the while. On two hours of sleep, he'll repeat the next day. |
We poached 80 pounds of chicken, then shredded, seasoned, and mixed with green chiles...
We soaked 20 pounds of husks, to begin with....
And we finally hit the hay early, early, the next morning, for a 5am wake-up alarm. And several subsequent snooze button-hits, before we're off for the masa, and a stop for fuel on the way to pick up one of many tireless helpers.......
Yep. A.M. |
I can't wait to hear the rest of the adventure! May I just say, whatever trouble you encountered, those tamales were delicious. I appreciate your hard work!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much dear Shelley! That is music to our ears (and makes any little hitches well worth the effort!)!
DeleteAs the corn husk unfolds.................These are the days of our lives.
ReplyDeleteLoooooooong Days of Our Lives!
DeleteLOL! Miss Grits, I think you're still affected! ;)
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